INTREPIDITY
Musings and Ponderings
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Hope
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.
--Matheson
I am writing a paper. Some things never change.
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